If you’re moving to London and have only recently started following our blog here, it’s been a while since I’ve posted poetry about London—not anything I’ve written myself, of course, but insights into the city of others who have lived or...

LIKE A BEACON – Grace Nichols (b.1950) In London every now and then I get this craving for my mother’s food I leave art galleries in search of plaintains saltfish/sweet potatoes I need this link I need this touch of home swinging in my bag like a beacon...

THE GREAT FROST – John Gay (1716) from Trivia: Or, the Art of Walking the Streets of London O roving Muse, recall that wonderous year, When winter reigned in bleak Britannia’s air; When hoary Thames, with frosted osiers crowned, Was three long moons in...

from TO THE CITY OF LONDON – William Dunbar (c.1465-1530) Above all rivers thy river hath renown, Whose beryl streams, pleasant and preclare, Under thy lusty walls runneth down; Where many a swan doth swim with wings fair, Where many a barge doth sail, and row...